"Hahaha, alright! Then let's meet again next time. Qiao Feng, next time I still want to have a good fight with you!"
Jiang Dali laughed heartily, extending both hands, and giving Qiao Feng's shoulder a couple of pats.
He then swiftly, without any delay, picked up the clanging Golden-Backed Nine-Ring Great Saber and slung it over his back, fastened his cloak, and amidst Ruan Xingzhu and others' continuous struggling and resentful stares, leaped directly onto Demon Hawk, and with Duan Zhengchun, flew high into the distance.
Squeak—
The sound of the Demon Hawk came from the desolate sky, and it soon became a tiny black dot.
"Adrift like a cloud, a farewell is like the rain. I wonder, after Brother Jiang takes our father to find Lady Wang, will he be able to make father turn over a new leaf?"
